A Jar Of Angst

Cat • she/her, adult • variety whump with an emphasis on experiments • prompts I make are free to use

[prettyboysinpain]

Treating my blorbos right <3

[jigglycrow]

Whump prompt #10

Test subject whumpee who thinks they're a lab assistant:

- Yes, they sleep in the lab, but that's because Scientist likes them close by to keep an eye on things. (Besides, they don't have a home or relatives anyway)

- Yes, they're the one that tests all the product, but that's because they have a 'strong constitution' and Scientist trusts them to report any side-effects accurately. - No, they're not allowed to leave the lab, but that's for security reasons and their own safety. - No, they don't get paid, but they're getting free accommodation and valuable experience. And the cause is an important one. When The Breakthrough happens they'll all be rich.

One day while cleaning, the whumpee comes across a file with their staff photo clipped to the front. It's labelled 'Test Subject #07' with a note.

'Dear Doctor, Sorry to hear about the untimely demise of #06. I hope you will be pleased with the replacement. This one is particularly trusting and meet all the health requirements laid out in your requisition form. it has been raised in accordance with laboratory subject guidelines 904.1.2 and meets all criteria for on-site experimentation. Any issues, please contact us on the usual number. Good luck with your continued research. Euthanization vials are pre-measured and included in the transfer luggage.

Regards, Director.' Whump discussion, writing, art and more in the Whumplover's Collaborate discord here!

[whumporama]

Stoic Whumpee in recovery, who is struggling with someting. Maybe their first panic attack, maybe their wound started bleeding again and it's bad and now they can't fix it, maybe they're sick and delirious and are seeing things, maybe they hate throwing up but have to.

Caretaker finding them freaking out, but still expecting to be told to fuck off.

Instead, Whumpee just gives in to the fear, because it's too much right now, and they look up at Caretaker. "Help."

[alittlebitofwhump]

Shout out to character having a healed up wound but it still hurts when they move that bodypart maybe even years later. Hell yeah let out a little wince when you stretch your arm out to get that thing from the shelf.

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1805

Submitted by @swimmingturkeycrossointrebel - thanks!

A member of the main team initially has a contentious relationship with the whumpee over some minor personality clashes, however they do not realise the true scale of the abusive situation the whumpee is in (which may cause said personality clashes)

However, they're able to see the full extent of what’s happening when they see the whumpee resort to very desperate measures to escape an argument e.g. fleeing across dangerous in a raging storm and realises that no one would do that to avoid something so minor.

[fishy-o]

Whumpee dying in the snow

A thick blanket of snow covers them, lips blue, fingers and toes black from frostbite, they feel so warm, and so tired, maybe a nap is for the best? To save energy.. their limbs feel so heavy.. a nap couldn't hurt.. whumpee slowly closes their eyes, barely hearing the crunch of snow underneath winter boots, barely able to hear a voice calling to them...

Does whumpee live? Is it caretaker or whumper who finds them? Who knows, whumpee is to tired to think.

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1804

Submitted by @catofthewoods - thanks!

Lord knows I love sibling whump, so here’s a hyper-specific prompt:

The older sibling briefly goes missing, only to be found shortly after by the rest of the group. Everything seems fine, until the younger sibling excitedly rushes into the room, freezes as they spot the thing that looks like their older sibling, and refuses to go anywhere near them.

What if you were replaced by something Other and the only one who could tell was too young to be taken seriously. What if the person you looked up to and counted on to protect you is still missing, and nobody believes you. what then.

[whumpybones]

Imagining the trade off of Whumpee’s rescuers to the medics, if it tense, sad, rushed? Does Whumpee’s rescuer stay by their side as long as they can, until they held aside to get their own wounds treated or until they simply aren’t allowed to follow Whumpee anymore

[whumpie-comforts]

Whumpee is alone. They want their family, they want their friends, they want Caretaker, but no one is there. They’d even take Whumper at this point, desperate for some distraction from the loneliness, from missing long lost people, but not even Whumper is here. It’s just Whumpee.

[frostwing213]

Possession- Day 1

@beatingthebabesbirthdaybash

Red Nails

~Female whumpee/whumper, living weapon, mind control whump, uuuuh, yeah, Idk what else to add rn~

Writing under the cut:

Her vision came black slowly and she let out a yelp of pain as it seeped in from the gash on her side, getting her aware quickly.

She wished she wasn't so aware.

She let out a scream of horror when she saw the bodies surrounding her, the blood pooled on the floor, the knife in her hand that quickly clattered to the ground. She tried to scramble backwards, but only ran into a pair of legs. She looked up and froze.

The woman that stood above her chuckled softly. Whumper's hand reached down and she threaded her fingers through Whumpee's hair. She stayed frozen, watching the bright red nails, sharp as falcon talons, so close to her face. Despite the pain from her gash and other injuries, and the flooding guilt and terror from the bodies and blood around her, it was those nails and this woman that stood above her.

“Oh sweetheart, you did so well!” Whumper cooed, “It's getting easier to get in your head now!” A tiny whimper escaped Whumpee's throat and Whumper chuckled again, a low, smooth sound that made Whumpee's heart race. Her nails came to rest under Whumpee's chin, pressing into her skin just slightly. Her thumb drifted over Whumpee's cheek, over the scars from those same nails. Where those red nails carved into her skin and her mind slipped away. She still didn't know how it worked. She never remembered what happened after those red nails broke her skin. But she usually woke up covered in blood and surrounded by bodies.

“Oh sweetheart, don't give me that look. I don't know if you can take much more at the moment. Your mind is getting a little… fragile. I wouldn't want to risk loosing my favorite weapon. Such a lovely, lovely girl. Stand now.” Whumpee slowly climbed to her feet, shaking heavily as she kept her eyes on the bright red nails. Whumper drew her nails away and Whumpee let out a sigh of relief. Whumper hummed and said

“Pick up the knife.” Her hand landed on a nearby table, those red nails tapping, one after another.

Whumpee hated the sound. But to speak was to be hurt. She slowly knelt down and picked up the knife, her hands trembling. A sob escaped her throat as she looked at the bodies around her, the people she killed. She didn't want to kill them, she never wanted to, but Whumper always made her. Red nails appeared on her shoulder and whumper said

“Come, we've got to go. No need for the police to find us at the scene.” Whumpee nodded and turned, following Whumper out of the building. Whumper's hand was up casually as she talked, walking ahead of her. Her red nails clicked together.

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.

It was all Whumpee could focus on, those damn red nails.

Those red nails in the car, tapping on the steering wheel.

Those red nails on the door handle of the small apartment Whumper left Whumpee in most of the time, clacking against the metal.

Those red nails threading a needle with suture string, careful and precise.

Those red nails dipped in Whumpee's blood as Whumper threated her injuries.

Those red nails catching Whumpee's wrist when she tried to dash for the door.

Those red nails breaking Whumpee's skin again as her mind slipped back into Whumper's hands as Whumper hissed

“Don't you ever forget that you're mine.”

~~~

First time doing a writing event, hope you liked it!!! :)

@watsonbee

Now for some chatting:

HEHEHEHE, IM GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS!

My original idea for this one was for whumper to be a ghost, but I wasn't sure about it, so I ended up going towards mind control instead, because thats close enough. It also works well with something I won't share quite yet. :)

The Red Nails things arose because I wanted Whumper to have something recognizable and notable about her, and the nails were what came to mind. This will be important.

Tomorrow, you can look forward to my Day 2 writing!

Red Jewels

[redd956]

Ansgt & Whump Prompts Misc 4

More whump prompts based off of my nightmares, because I have nightmare disorder and I can do this all year

Winged whumpee shot through the wing (double points if the bullet goes through a bone shattering both their wing and their ability to fly)

Winged whumpee being forced to perform dangerous flying stunts for entertainment

Yanking a nonhuman whumpee by their tail

A nonhuman whumpee who can more easily stay up longer, being exploited to do a long grueling job without breaks

"Your hands... They're so cold..."

Nonhuman whumpee always wearing a hoodie to hide their more inhuman features (i.e. elf ears, head feathers, antenna, etc.)

Sick monster whumpee being brought food

Caretaker brushing and caring for a monster whumpee, running fingers through feathers, plucking shed off of scales, detangling matted fur.

Whumpee being threatened to be defanged, declawed, etc.

[yougivemewhumperflies]

This idea came to me while falling asleep and I wrote it out outline style and then I was like…What if it were interactive?? Hehe so you guys can vote at the end for what should happen next!

Heroes x Mutant Villain Whumpee

TW: forced, non-consensual physical transformation that is also violent and painful. Needles. Skin scratching. Violence.

The heroes are after Supervillain, who’s been conducting illegal experiments on creatures in an attempt to build an army of super-powered beings. They finally corner her and her most trusted ally, Villain, in Supervillain’s lair.

Supervillain doesn’t panic like the heroes thought she would. The heroes call for surrender, and Villain readies himself to fight. “Hold on,” Supervillain whispers to him and pulls something from her pocket. “Kill them for me.” With no warning, she stabs a needle into Villain’s back.

Villain sees the bottle of serum just injected into him and goes wide-eyed. “No…no that was the prototype…we didn’t…we didn’t fully test-”

He cuts off with a groan, collapsing to the floor. He starts convulsing, and the skin on his body begins to ripple, then tear open. Villain is screaming now. Abnormalities start sprouting from him—wings, fangs, claws, fur/scales/armor, etc.—all while his bones elongate, and muscles stretch to fit this expanding form. The heroes watch in helpless terror. Supervillain slips away, grinning.

The heroes see Supervillain escaping and try to go after her, but suddenly Villain jumps up to block their way. He had already been a force to be reckoned with, but now he’s massive, and every mutated part of him evokes terror. He lunges for the heroes.

At first, the heroes react on pure instinct. Villain is going for their throats, so they hit him back hard. But while Villain keeps getting up and trying to fight them, he’s also scratching at himself, hissing and wincing like every movement hurts. Which, the heroes start to realize, is true. They can see how badly his legs are shaking, can hear the distinct whine lining heavy breaths. And it’s not from their hits—it’s the transformation, still wreaking havoc on his body.

The battle shifts. They don’t want to hit Villain anymore, and they try talking him down. Their words only seem to make him angrier, and they are forced to keep up an aggressive defense. Villain struggles up to his beastly feet, smeared in blood and face split with agony.

“Please,” one hero begs. “Your body…it’s hurt. You need help.”

Villain shakes his head, snarling and stepping forward.

“Really?” Another hero finally says. “Who are you even doing this for? Supervillain?” They gesture to where she’d escaped to. “She left you. And not only that, she used you. Turned you into this!”

Villains falters, quivering and scratching harder at his skin.

“She didn’t even ask you if this was okay, did she? Just stuck you and left.” The hero shook their head, disgusted. “She left a cure for this, right?”

The question sets off the most violent reaction yet in Villain, who flies forward to take that hero by the throat. But the other heroes are ready and attack all at once. Their collective hits leave Villain crumpled on the floor. Unconscious, his breathing labored.

tbc

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What should the heroes do next? (I know there are polls but I am physically incapable of waiting to see answers until it finishes)

A) Leave Villain and go after Supervillain. She’s the biggest threat.

B) Take Villain back to their base. They do have a containment pod in the basement, and Medic could take a look at him.

C) Finish off Villain. He’s violent and out of control, and based on his reaction, there might not be a cure for him anyway.

[hurtwithallthecomfort]

Escaped living weapon whumpee having to fight against a living weapon they used to train with after they defected.

Whumpee doesn’t want to do this. This is their friend, their closest ally, the one person who understood how it felt to be in their shoes. Living Weapon means everything to them.

But no matter what they do, it doesn’t matter. They beg, they sob, they try to reason, but the weapon won’t budge on their mission. They’ll protect their handlers and the organisation with their life. Whumpee can’t get through to them, and there’s so much at stake here.

Do they let them go? Let the organisation continue on or even be recaptured because they couldn’t bear to think of losing the one person they swore they loved? Or do they grimace as they plunge the blade deeper, wincing for the first time at flesh tearing? Watch as light enters their friend’s eyes for the first time and quickly leaves them, only for Whumpee to be left in the deafening silence?

(Very heavily inspired by @holdingyourcollar’s lw ocs aella + mara, my girls i love them sm)

[whumpasaurus101]

Whumpee who fights and fights, until one day it takes the smallest thing for them to crack.

[new-deerslayer]

Prompt: needless roughness

Willing whumpee getting roughed and manhandled while transported to the whump location. They tie/cuff his hands, jab him on the back, etc.

"No need for this, I said I'm not going to run." he says.

"I know," Whumper replies. "I'm just enjoying this."

[tropefic]

Whumpee with a need for control who suddenly needs an unplanned surgery--whether for an injury or a sudden medical event--and is now faced with a sudden lack of control.

They're in pain, scared, and disoriented, but the hospital/medical staff don't have time to explain things in detail before wheeling them quickly to the operating room.

Maybe they're extra confused and weak from pain meds. Maybe they're fighting too much and lightly sedated beforehand. Maybe they're just panicking a bit as the staff rapidly exchange details over their bed as they're pulled through the halls.

Regardless, whumpee is too out of it to fully grasp the situation. Before they know it, there's an IV in their arm, hands holding them down, and a mask being pressed to their face as everything fades out.

(Are they there alone? Or is caretaker already there with them, giving quiet assurances as they put whumpee under?)

When whumpee wakes up, the pain is gone (or at least different) and they're groggy and out of it, both from pain meds and the lingering anaesthetic. They struggle to remember what happened, where they are/why, etc. Maybe they panic, or maybe the drugs keep them calm.

Then the nurse/doctor comes in.

If whumpee has a trusted caretaker, the staff talk directly to them--and only them--about whumpee's discharge and care instructions. Whumpee is rarely acknowledged, and when they are it's just to check their vitals or give empty words of "comfort." Caretaker is too occupied getting all the instructions, supplies, medications, etc for whumpee's discharge to be able to explain things yet, so whumpee is left feeling vulnerable and confused even as they're wheeled out to a car and taken to a safe location to recover.

If whumpee doesn't have anyone, they may be kept in the hospital longer without explanation (if it's a higher quality hospital) OR they may be given their discharge papers, a prescription for meds, and a brief explanation that whumpee is still too out of it to understand. Whumpee is left to find their way home and figure out the post OP care on their own. Maybe they handle it well. Maybe someone finds them/steps in as caretaker at this point. Or maybe whumpee gets worse or develops complications due to being unable to care for themself and is forced to seek help.

However things happen, whumpee is forced to rely on others for at least some of their care and has to deal with the combination of major unplanned vulnerability plus lack of knowledge or anything else that could make them feel in control of the situation.

[belovedwhump]

Beloved Whump Prompt #184

Whumpee who gets kidnapped/captured but then Whumper won't do anything. Whumpee is just left in that room (tied up or not). Maybe Whumper gives them food and/or water, maybe they don't and Whumpee is just left to die in that room.